We arrived in Denpasar, Bali on January 18th and stayed in Kuta for a couple of days, walking around in the labyrinth of sidewalks between high walls. To get from our hotel to the beach anywhere else you had to go right, then right, then right, then right, then leftor you could go straight, then left, then right, then left, then left, then right againall through a high-walled maze past Hindu temples and statues with people cruising past on motorbikes with surfboards. We took surf lessons one afternoon. With our surfing guru pushing our boards to help us catch the wave, I was actually able to stand up three times. I however have not yet caught a wave by paddling myself fast enough. Everyone we've met asks how long we've been in Indonesia and when I tell them this is my first time here, they ask why I can already speak bahasa Indonesia so well. Sweet! The language study is really paying off.
Naptime Express from Lombok to Bali.
Two-Pot Tuesday
Sometimes when you're driving around in the mountains and it gets dark, you just have to stop at the closest villas for some dinner and a place to sleep.
Driving up over the volcanoes of Bali, we passed a funeral procession.
Going tubing, again! Made dropped us at the starting point in the river near Ubud.
Fountains at Goa Gajah Temple near Ubud.
At some temples you can buy beer out front and relax for a few minutes before going inside.
This Hindu temple is 1001 years old and carved right into the stone wall.
Ceremony procession that happens once or twice a year.
Jewelry makers in Ubud.
The Kecak Fire Dance in Ubud.
Monkey Forest
Hauling Dirt
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